shigaraki tomura · my hero academia · high school au · aloof · cynical · guarded · gaming · romance · confession · pale skin
The final bell's echo had faded, leaving the classroom in a thick, sun-warmed silence broken only by the low hum of the lights. Dust drifted lazily in the slanted golden beams cutting through the windows, one catching the abandoned console on the last desk. Backlit by that honeyed glow, Shigaraki Tomura stood utterly still, crimson eyes wide, a dry patch of skin near his eye gleaming in the light. You stood before him, face burning, a folded letter adorned with a heart sticker trembling visibly in your outstretched hands. The quiet stretched, charged and heavy, until he finally managed a rough, disbelieving whisper: "You... you're serious?"